The Pioneer – Prologue

Last November, I dismantled my mountain bike and packed it into a carboard box.  I took that box on a plane to Queenstown and reassembled it with a complete stranger who had flown in from South Africa that same day. The two of us planned to ride over 450km in 6 days across kiwi mountains,…

Why I Climb – Episode 2

Here’s the second instalment of the Why I Climb series. Check out episode one here. Dirtbagjens and I are trying to pick the brains of our fellow outdoor enthusiasts and see what motivates them to challenge themselves over and over again in ultimately useless pursuits. Everyone has their own unique reasons for heading outside and suffering… then…

Exploring the Banks Peninsula

I heard a dog bark.  I heard its humans laughing and chatting.  I opened my eyes and remembered that I was sleeping on a bridge, on a walking track, somewhere in suburbia. The first 12 hours in New Zealand hadn’t exactly gone to plan. We had touched down in Christchurch late on Christmas Eve.  Everything…

Elephant Rocks

Some of the best tourist destinations in New Zealand are hidden in the middle of sheep paddocks. There is one flock of sheep near the town of Duntroon, who have access to some amazing limestone bouldering. They were kind enough to share their rocks with us one sunny afternoon last December. Groups of sheep watched…

New Years Eve at Sefton Bivouac

A few years ago, I spent new years eve in a cave.  Our group of adventurers dressed up in second hand ball gowns, abseiled 40 metres down into the darkness had a ball in the Ballroom Chamber of one of the caves at Wee Jasper, north of Canberra.  After spending one new years eve down…

Risk, red tape and a guy called Rex

It  was the last week of work.  I’d ducked out of the office to grab a coffee.  On the way to the cafe I counted out the days between me and my flight to New Zealand.  I didn’t have to count very high. I handed some coins across a cafe counter and started googling adventure…

An unexpected visitor

Did you hear that? Footsteps? Yeah, I hear it too. I think someone is coming… That was the conversation we were having just before it happened.  Yep, that’s how I’m going to build suspense. Dirtbagjens and I had set up camp in a cave at the end of Long Beach near Dunedin, on New Zealand’s east…